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Ezra nodded. “I’m down.” He put his lunch back away. “I just need to run and let Coach know about the change in schedule for practice.” Leaning over, he gripped the side of my neck and smoothed his lips over mine. Then, he turned to Logan, intent on giving him a kiss as well, but Logan waved him off. I frowned.
“Not here,” Logan told him quietly. “Give Spencer time to adjust.”
My frown deepened. I didn’t need time to adjust. “Logan?—”
“No, pretty boy,” he told me. “When people find out, it’s going to get ugly. I want you to get a little more settled in here first. Just trust me on that.”
I sighed. “I can take it, Logan.” I didn’t like him denying himself something just because he was worried about me. I’d been bullied a lot at my old school for being gay. I knew how to handle it.
Shelby rested her hand on my shoulder. “I agree with him,” she told me. I clenched my jaw. “Just give it some time, okay? Trust Logan to know what he’s doing. He may get on my nerves,” Logan winked at her, making her roll her eyes, “but he’s got your best interests at heart. I do know that.”
I sighed. Ezra stood up from the table and clapped a hand on Logan’s shoulder. He let it linger for a moment though. “I’ll see you two later then.”
I nodded and watched as he walked away. Logan stayed in his seat, but his eyes found mine. “I’m okay,” he assured me, somehow reading my mind. “I’ll get everything I need and want from both of you later when there’s not a fuck ton of nosy sons of bitches watching us.”
I snorted. Shelby pointed to my sandwich. “Eat. I don’t want to see Logan bend you over the table to spank you.”
My eyes almost bugged out of my head. I sputtered. Logan barked out a laugh. “Fuck, I should’ve become friends with you a long time ago, girly.”
Shelby rolled her eyes. “As if I’d ever want to be your friend, Logan.”
He faked a wince and dramatically draped his hand over his heart. “You wound me, Shelby.”
She just aimed a sickly-sweet smile at him. “If only, Barefield.”
* * *
Logan was not concentrating. In fact, I was pretty sure he was more intent on turning me on than he was on his English coursework.
“Logan,” I hissed, swatting his hand away from my thigh where he’d slowly but surely been inching it up my leg. “Can you stop? We’re in the library, for fuck’s sake.”
Ezra looked over, arching a brow at Logan. “Some of us are actually trying to study here, babe,” he told Logan.
Logan quietly scoffed. “I’m fucking over school for the day. I’ve had enough.” A small gasp ripped from my throat when Logan spun me around in my chair and yanked me toward him. I fell forward, my hands slamming onto his shoulders as I practically collapsed into his lap. He smirked and nuzzled my neck, making me shiver. “This is more like it,” he hummed, trailing his nose up the length of my throat.
“L-Logan,” I stuttered. I bit back a whimper when he palmed my ass.
“Fuck it,” Ezra growled. Suddenly, Logan stood. I squeaked when he didn’t put me on the floor and instead began carrying me toward the door Ezra and I snuck out of a while back when he made a fucking mess of us.
“The librarian comes out here!” I hissed, but they didn’t stop.
“That’s the fun of it though, isn’t it, pretty boy?” Logan teased. He set me on my feet once we slipped outside. Ezra leaned back against the brick wall and yanked me toward him, his lips hungrily meeting mine. I moaned when he ground our lower halves together.
I no longer cared where we were. All I could focus on was Ezra’s tongue in my mouth and how good he felt rutting against me.
Logan pressed against my back, and Ezra swallowed my needy, desperate whimper. My breaths became ragged as Ezra worked his way down my throat. Logan unsnapped my jeans and tugged my zipper down before pulling my jeans down just enough that I could feel the cold breeze over my ass and cock.
“Stay quiet,” Logan rumbled in my ear. He pulled me back a little, and then his slick fingers were probing at my hole. I almost swallowed my tongue.
“You’re doing so good,” Ezra whispered his praise in my ear. “You’re going to take his cock like a good boy, aren’t you?”
I nodded my head, my eyes rolling back in my head when Logan’s fingers brushed over my prostate. My teeth sank into my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood. Ezra growled and sealed his mouth over mine before licking the blood away. I gripped his waist, my nails digging in when Logan’s fingers left me.
“Got to keep him quiet,” Logan told Ezra.
Ezra nodded. Then, I felt Logan notching himself at my ass. I closed my eyes, my body automatically relaxing for him. His hands settled on my hips, and then he eased inside past the first tight ring of muscle. Ezra plunged his tongue in my mouth as Logan made his way inside, swallowing every desperate sound I made.
“Fuck,” Logan hissed, his hands tightening on my hips. His fingers pressed into my skin, and I couldn’t wait to see the bruises that would pop up later.
